Kurt Cobain
Gun Shot
Shut the lights...
Theres nothing to look at...
Listen...
Someone screaming...
You suffer the pain...
of the gun to your head...
Yes, it hurts...
Never, never, never...
Feel the pain when it goes off...
Never, never, never...
Fear the pain when it goes off...
Tears fall...
Yes, suffering hurts...
Closed eyes...
Blood splatters...
I think it's a little too late now...
Suicide or Murder (Kurt Cobain)
In a room locked away...
I'm alone, or I'm not...
I can't fear what I should...
Cause I'm high when i die...
Dying of drugs, or still alive...
Either way, I meet fate...
Already dead, or still alive...
Holding a gun in my mouth...
or should I say, someone else...
It's a game, I've been framed...
Cause I'm dead...
And it's not something I would do...
Leaving the ones I love behind...
The one who means everything to me...
My own daughter...
The ones I loved turned on me...
To save themselves from looking bad...
And they lie to those who love me...
You knew me and you knew me well...
What wrong have I done...
To hold this gun...
I swear I didn't pull the trigger...
Don't let the lies get to you...
My friend...
I have trust in those who love me...
Even thought I don't know them...
I'll be back some day...
And all you liars will pay...
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